It rained heavy the last
few days
I love watching rain
the trees get washed
and so does the concrete
Everything glistens
getting wet is a joy!
Being out on the streets
in a car feels cosy
pain removes pain...

Hush, it's raining.
Heaven's cleaning the earth
with its gentle brush,
anew.

When it rains, some people run a little
tucking sighs into their collars  
my knuckles tap lightly
on the backseat window
shattering a string of clammy
question marks
you said, we met too soon
before we’d learned how to love
and now I’m grinding restless days  
sharpening them into matchsticks
waiting for a sunny day
to strike some sparks
the rain, keeps stitching up fissures  
while the city slips and slides in puddles
our conversations hang  
like wet clothes dripping on the laundry line  
awaiting the next sun to dry and turn them into  
transparent answers.

dressed you for the rain
now this snow pelting pain
aww kid ! bad forecast

The moonlight
Lounges
Upon the petals of the rose hem
          and gaze

The same rainkissed melodies
Honey variations
Like rainbow roses
In the bouquets of your hair

We make them our own
Thats what maples
and Love would do
With its roses
and Sunflowers of longing
Through the midnight blue

Love within the mist
      of the spring air

The stars are glistening
At the depth
    of your Loves
   Iris Voluptuousness

Sometimes the Moonlight
Waltzes there
Where midnights
have become
Rose candle mornings

Reynaldo Casison

Then suddenly I’m hit by seasonal depression
The Type that dulls the sky and interactions
Makes you Observe the world with no question
clings on to you like second skin
Makes you go crazy and contemplate sin

Whatever you do nurtures these thoughts
Like our nature was to fear and hate
Consumed by everything , consumed by shame
a horrible game we’re fated to play

Can I hide myself ? Wait for the rain to be over ?
The umbrella still wets my clothes and damps my skin
I can’t take  the cold and I can’t take the heat
Everything I do seems to make me weak
Struggling with truth and make believe

As I stand beneath,
sky's embrace,
open arms,
claim me as its own.

each drop,
cold,
yet warmth blossom in me.

each raindrop,
feels as a caress,
a lover's kiss,
as it drenchs my soul.